Kyle…" My eyes fluttered open, meeting his, dark and filled with fire. "Do you… want to go in?"
His breath caught, and for the first time that night, his movements stilled. "Avery," he said softly, searching my face. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," I whispered, the word spilling out before I could second-guess myself. My body ached for him, every nerve screaming for release, for completion.
He brushed his thumb over my cheek tenderly, as if I might break. "You don't have to… if you don't feel ready for it."
I swallowed hard, my heart pounding as I admitted, "I am, just… be gentle. I've not done this before."
I swallowed hard, my heart pounding as I admitted, "I am, just… be gentle. I've not done this before."
His expression changed; his desire was still there, but now it was mixed with hesitation and concern. "Then we can wait," he murmured, his forehead resting against mine. "I don't want to hurt you.
